Feng Xue's so-called discovery of a little secret is very simple to put it bluntly. The key point lies in the [worthless] element of the water boulder.
Although I don’t know whether this element was generated spontaneously or whether it was included in the coins he carved, Feng Xue got a reminder from it anyway——
The so-called coins are essentially "valuable".
Whether it is the value at the credit level or the value at the metal level, it is first of all a "value" that is recognized by people, and it is precisely because of this value that it can become currency.
Not just currency, even the game currency in the game arcade has value because it has the added value of "being used to play games". The same goes for virtual props in online games.
Especially in this world, there is a rule that cognition = power. "Only what people think is valuable has real value." This characteristic has probably been engraved into the underlying rules.
In other words, will the coins you make have real value only if they are considered "valuable"?
After having this idea, Feng Xue was immediately ready to put it into practice.
In fact, the simplest way is to directly use precious metals such as gold and silver as raw materials for manufacturing. In this way, the "value" carried by the precious metal itself will be converted into the value of the coin itself.
However, this approach, which is obviously suspected of laziness, may not have a high success rate, because if a currency wants to be recognized, it must first be "circulated". Otherwise, the valuable thing will only be precious metals, not currency.
And this world is not ignorant of ghost stories. He is just buying daily necessities, fruits and vegetables in the supermarket. But if he sells a large amount of precious metals, it will easily attract the attention of relevant departments, even if it is not The official department, just guys like Jeston trying to make money through weird stories, are already troublesome enough.
After thinking carefully, Feng Xue gave up the idea of doing it overnight, and decided to change his mind.
An idea that is more in line with the concept of "weird stories".
However, if he wanted to realize his idea, this kind of low-quality goods that were re-engraved from coins and lacked texture would definitely be difficult to take on. Feng Xue decided to get some raw materials first——
Fortunately, the DIY trend in Victoria is quite good. You can get equipment such as spray guns, small furnaces, and gas tanks in places like hardware stores. This makes his metal processing project a lot easier. As for ordinary gas stoves, It can't reach the temperature that melts pennies... Feng Xue knows internal strength!
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In this way, Feng Xue's days became more and more regular. Around eight o'clock in the morning, she went to the most chaotic and poorest East District of Backlund, obtained today's resources from the cash machine, and called an ambulance by the way to stabilize herself. Existing basic disk.
At noon, he will look for warehouses that have not been used for a long time, or villas that have been idle for most of the year, to carry out his metal smelting work, melting low-denomination coins into metal bars that are easy to process, and borrowing them by the way The host's network has made him famous as the "Devil Chef".
After the time reaches four o'clock, he will go to the supermarket to look for today's housewife. While spreading urban legends, he will also get himself a sumptuous dinner. When night falls, he will return to his station and melt the day into a The metal strips are cut and engraved into fine coins that feel great in the hand.
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Peter Lyle is a 15-year-old Victorian boy. He was born into an ordinary working-class family. His parents spent a lot of money to send him to an expensive private middle school. And he is also very clear about his parents' expectations for him. All time was devoted to studying.
However, this kind of behavior caused a considerable gap between him and many classmates from well-off families. He was considered an unsociable nerd and was often subjected to cold violence. As time went by, these cold violence gradually faded away. It began to develop towards the level of school bullying.
As for the teacher, those students who come from well-off families and even have considerable backgrounds are naturally more worthy of being favored than a poor boy like him.
However, for the sake of his parents' expectations, he finally endured everything, and the consequences of this were just that the classmates became worse...
The not-so-pleasant day finally came to an end. Peter walked on the way home, gently patting away the dust and mud on his body. Although the school had a boarding system, he still chose to go to day school to save on expensive boarding fees. , and secondly, you can also get some breathing time.
Backlund has not been very peaceful recently, and Peter is walking very fast, but when he was walking through the alley that he usually walked, he was suddenly stunned——
He saw a person lying in the alley!
His clothes looked very expensive, but they were covered with dust at this time. The sunset was pressed into a thin line by the buildings on both sides, and it happened to fall on him. Although the slight fluctuation seemed to prove that he was still alive, That kind of look is not very good no matter how you look at it.
At this moment, Peter's first reaction was to walk away immediately, but for some reason, he suddenly felt that the dusty look on his body was somewhat similar to that of himself who was bullied.
After a brief struggle, he finally made up his mind and leaned over. He did not contact the other party immediately, but stood two or three meters away and asked softly:
"Sir, do you need me to call an ambulance for you?"
"..." The man seemed to have said something, but the noise coming from the street made it difficult for Peter to hear the other person's words clearly.
"Sir, what did you say?"
"Light... help me block it..."
The intermittent weak voice was finally captured by Peter, but he did not react immediately, but maybe it was a coincidence, maybe it was fate, the sun's westward setting happened to reach a subtle position, making his not tall figure , shrouding the man in front of him.
Soon, something incredible happened. In Peter's eyes, the dust, dirt and defects on this man's clothes were slowly disappearing in an incredible way. The feeling was as incredible as going back in time.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment. Peter didn't know how long he stood here. Maybe it was only a dozen seconds, or he stood for a few minutes. But in the end, the man seemed to have regained his energy and stood up again. Compared to A smile appeared on the Victorian's much softer face.
"Thank you, kid, I owe you a favor." The man's tone was elegant and rhythmic. Although Peter had not yet recovered from the shock of witnessing supernatural phenomena, his good tutoring still allowed him to speak:
"No, I didn't do anything..."
"No need to be modest, kid, equal exchange is my creed." The man maintained a gentle smile and said:
"What do you want? A sum of money? A toy? Or maybe a nasty guy you want to teach a lesson?"
"That, that..." Peter didn't know how to answer for a moment. When the man saw this, he didn't show any impatience, but thoughtfully took out a delicate coin from his pocket. , seeing that Peter didn't reach out, he took the initiative to take Peter's right hand and put the coin in his palm——
"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you can't think of it now. When you think about what you want, you can wrap the coin with a note of wish and stuff it into storage box No. 13 at Princeton Station. I will help you realize it. It's, however, only once."
"I..." Peter wanted to say something more, but the man in front of him suddenly opened his arms, and then disappeared from his eyes...
Regarding water boulders, these are really for sale. They cost about one yuan or two. There is basically no possibility of recycling them. In the true sense, they are just wasted money. So why is it so easy to make money now?
(End of chapter)
